Chapter 7

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(Jennifer)

I prop myself up on my arms so I can look at Nick. He's lying face up on the bed. "What's your favorite movie I've ever been in?" I continue to question him. "Silver linings playbook. Because I get to see your ass." His answer makes me laugh. "That's not a good enough reason. You can look at my ass anytime but in real life you can touch it." I slowly move on top of him and move his hands to my butt. I start to kiss him slowly, licking his lips until he allows me to stick my tongue in his mouth. I kiss him harder this time and I rub my free hand on his chest. He moves us so he's on top on me and I quickly move us back. I pull his shirt off and then my own. He helps me by taking my pants off and then his.

I put my underwear back on and a t-shirt and Nick puts on some sweatpants. I lay down and he does too, pulling my shirt up a little and using my stomach as a pillow. "So, I was thinking we should get married soon. But I don't really want a big wedding so maybe we could just do it kinda in secret. Like we could tell our parents and we can still have a honeymoon." I say, looking up at the ceiling while I talk. "But I wanted you to wear a wedding dress." He says. "Why so you can rip it off me as soon as we get into the bedroom?" I smile thinking about it. "Yes exactly." He says, making me laugh. It feels weird to laugh when he's laying on me. "Okay, fine. I'll get a dress and put it on when we get to where ever you wanna go for our honeymoon." I play with the ring on my finger. "Perfect. But who said we were having sex in the bedroom?" That makes me laugh more. "I'm sorry I didn't think of that, you've always seemed pretty vanilla so unless you've got some sprinkles were gonna be in the bedroom." I say. "I am not vanilla!" He argues. "Okay then your sugar-free." I run my fingers through his hair. "I wanna go to bed." I whine, taking my hand out of his hair. "Then go to bed." He closes his eyes. "Nick you can't sleep like that." I look at him. "Why not? You're like a pillow except softer and warm." He keeps his eyes closed. "Nick, please come cuddle with me." I say, as whiney as I can manage. I start to feel tears in my eyes even though I don't know why and he realizes there's something wrong.

He lays next to me and let's me lay my head on his chest. He wraps his arm around me and I start to stop crying. "What's wrong Jen?" He asks, sounding concerned. "Nothing. It's just the baby making me cry." I close my eyes. "I'm sorry. Is there something I can do to make you feel better?" He turns off the lamp and strokes my stomach. "No. It's okay, just stay with me." I say, starting to fall asleep.

A/N: nick is vanilla pass it on  

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